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A PARAMOUNT LINE PUBLICATION 

THE HOLIDAYS’ 
CHRISTMAS PARTY 

AND 

CHRISTMAS IN 
MOTHER GOOSE LAND 

TWO CHRISTMAS PLAYLETS 
FOR 

SUNDAY SCHOOL, YOUNG PEOPLES 
SOCIETY, PUBLIC SCHOOL AND 
COMMUNITY 


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Copyrighted , 1923 


PRICE TWENTY-FIVE CENTS 


Published by 

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PREFACE 

Here are two Christmas plays that are sure to 
appeal. In the one, different Holidays of the year 
meet for the first time on invitation from Santa 
Claus to celebrate the Christmas Holiday to¬ 
gether. It is a happy party during which the 
true meaning of the different Holidays is nicely 
brought out. 

The second play introduces the well known 
Mother Goose family, so familiar to old and 
young. Here we see them all, alive and prepar¬ 
ing for Santa’s coming on Christmas Eve. A 
play that will delight the children, and bring 
happy memories to the grown folks. 

In both plays, lines can be added or changed 
that will give local color and such changes often 
add much to the pleasure of the occasion. 

THE PUBLISHERS. 



THE HOLIDAYS’ CHRISTMAS PARTY 


CAST OF CHARACTERS 

Santa Claus —Usual costume. 

New Year — Small boy in new suit. 

Valentine’s Day— Small boy or girl in light suit, trimmings of red hearts, 
carrying bow and arrow. 

St. Patrick’s Day — Boy wearing high silk hat, dark suit, green tie, shamrock. 
Easter — Girl in white, hair hanging loose, carrying lilies. 

Fourth of July — Small boy in Uncle Sam suit, carrying drum and flags. 
Decoration Day— Boy and girl wearing badges of Grand Army and Relief 
Corps, carrying flags and flowers. 

Thanksgiving Day— Boy and girl in costume of Pilgrims. 


Stage Setting —Rather plain at first, Christmas decorations as indicated. 

Santa Claus (seated at desk examining calendar) —There are a good 
many holidays in this calendar, and I never get to see them. I suppose a 
lot of them never saw my kind of a good time either. (Scratches head.) 
I wonder why I can’t have a party and invite all the other holidays. ( Thinks 
earnestly, then takes pencil and paper from his pockets or from the drawer 
in the table and writes quickly, folding several sheets after he had finished 
them.) There {rising), I’ll give these to the elves to mail and begin to get 
ready for my party. I hope they’ll all accept. {Leaves the room, to return 
presently with a Christmas tree, which he puts in a suitable place, examines 
it carefully, and then proceeds to add other Christmas decorations for the 
room and the usual trimmings for the tree. The work finished, he stands 
off and looks at it critically.) That looks pretty good to me, as good as the 
trees in the big churches and wealthy homes I’ve visited. Of course, New 
Year has seen Christmas trees because they are often left standing until 
after he comes, but the rest of them will be surprised, I am sure. I wonder 
if I can’t find a little snow to amuse Easter, Decoration Day and Fourth of 
July. {Leaves again, returning with artificial snow which he scatters on 
and under the tree and in a few places about the room.) That makes it much 
better. {Looks at his watch.) It’s time they were coming now. 

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Knock at door. 

Santa Claus ( opening door to admit New Year) —Well, Happy New 
Year! I thought you would be here. We almost meet a number of times. 
What do you think of the idea of having the holidays come together for a 
Christmas party anyway? 

New Year —Pm always glad to have new things, and this certainly is the 
newest yet. Are the rest coming ? 

Santa Claus —I haven’t heard. I just sent the letters by the elves with 
instructions to take the first moonbeam and come if possible. There (a 
knock at the door), someone is coming now. ( Goes to door and admits Val¬ 
entine's Day.) Come in, my friend, we were just looking for you. 

Valentine’s Day —I was glad to receive your invitation. I have always 
wanted to come to a Christmas party, but they never had one for me. 

Santa Claus —That’s too bad. They mix up hearts with Christmas fre¬ 
quently. I don’t see why they couldn’t give you a little Christmas fun. 

Another knock at the door. Santa Claus admits St. Patrick's Day, Easter 
and Thanksgiving. 

Santa Claus ( shaking hands with newcomers) —Come in, come in; I’m 
very glad you came. 

St. Patrick —Sure, and I think this is the finest thing that ever happened. 
It’s seldom, indade, that I have met a fine old man like yourself, and to see 
these grand young people is a joy to my soul. 

Easter ( glancing at the snow) —How can such a beautiful tree stand the 
snow? Sometimes I have to cover my lilies carefully when snow comes for 
fear it might kill them. 

St. Patrick —Sure, and the Christmas tree likes it, mum. You see, 
Christmas trees and lilies are very different flowers. 

Easter ( touching the snow) —I think it is beautiful, and so very soft, I 
have often wondered why it hurt my lilies. 

St. Patrick —They’re that delicate, mum, they can’t stand much of any¬ 
thing, I guess. They are so fair they should live only in the warm sunshine. 

Easter —And yet, they brighten many dark rooms. 

St. Patrick —That they do, mum. I’ve heard them planning many a 
time on me own good day that they would have lilies by Easter to make the 
churches beautiful and to cheer the sad and lone. ’Tis a wonderful blessing 
they are, mum, and the Saints continue to make them so. 

Thanksgiving (man) —The snow is common with us in some parts of 
the country, and ever since the first Thanksgiving many people feel the day 




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is not complete without a ride to grandfather’s in a big sleigh. It grieves 
my heart to see the way people are wandering from the sacred meaning of 
our holy day. 

Thanksgiving {woman) —But, John, they are thankful just the same, 
only they do not realize what it really meant to us, and they cannot under¬ 
stand. 

Santa Claus—I know how you feel. I have watched the Christmas tide 
for centuries, and have noted with sorrow how there is a tendency to lose 
the sweetness of the season, but times will change, and we must do our best 
to make our own days as bright and happy as we can. I thought perhaps 
we might exchange a few ideas on the subject while we were here together. 

St. Patrick —And a fine idea it is, too. I’ve noticed myself the wearing 
of the green means little or nothing to some of the young upstarts of the 
present generation, and a sad thing it is, a sad thing indeed! 

Easter —Yes, and some people even forget the meaning of Easter and 
think only of wearing new clothes! 

New Year —Well, that’s one thing I don’t have to worry about. Everyone 
wishes everyone else happiness on my day, and I can’t see that there is much 
change from one year to another except people do not make as many calls 
as they did in early times. 

Santa Claus —It’s a pretty good world, after all, and all of us find some 
fine people along with the careless ones. 

St. Patrick —Right ye are, man; I’ve noticed it myself. 

Knock at door. Santa Claus admits Decoration Day and Fourth of July. 

SantaTYaus —Now, that we are all here, suppose we introduce ourselves, 
and then proceed to have a good time. New Year, you are the first to come 
after me. You tell the rest about yourself. 

New Year —While the Christmas trees are still decorating homes and 
churches and some of the Christmas toys are still unbroken, I steal up to 
the door at the call of Old Father Time and take possession just as Old 
Year totters out. I find much of joy and much of sorrow. When I come, 
people begin to make plans for the holidays which follow me, so I know 
something of all of you. I think this is the nicest party I ever heard of. 
Nobody ever heard of having Thanksgiving and Easter together before, or 
even St. Patrick and Fourth of July. We ought to have a fine time. 

St. Valentine {looking around) —The calendar calls me next, and I 
must say I never saw so nice a party. I have seen pictures of Christmas 
trees, for all children love them and the children are coming more and more 





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to celebrate my day. It used to be that only lovers paid any attention to me, 
and many is the tender message I have carried. Many a heart have I seen 
broken and healed again, and many a fickle lad and lass have used me for 
their own purposes. School children love to exchange pretty tokens on 
my day, and older people as well let their hearts appear for an instant. In 
years, I am very, very old, but my heart is ever young, and I am always 
glad to return to earth for a visit. 

St. Patrick ( looking about the group) —Sure, and I’m mighty glad our 
old friend took a notion to invite us here the day. That’s as pretty a tree 
as I ever saw, and the snow on its branches is a sight for tired eyes. As for 
you, my good friends ( making a sweeping motion with his arm), it’s happy 
I am to meet you. I’ve seen pictures and heard stories about every one of 
you, but never did I hope to come to a party where Thanksgiving and Christ¬ 
mas and Fourth of July and Easter and all the rest of us could talk over our 
troubles and joys and get acquainted like this. It’s a blessed privilege and I’m 
telling you I never shall forget it. ( Feels about in his pockets and brings forth 
a handful of shamrock leaves.) I thought I had them] It’s seldom I go out 
without a supply of my favorite flower, and it’s proud I am to be giving the 
shamrock to each and every one of you with my compliments and best wishes. 
(Gives shamrock.) 

Easter ( somewhat shyly) —I think I come next, but I can’t talk like the 
others. You all know what my day is. Christmas brings great happiness to 
the world, but if it had not been for Easter the happiness would not have 
been so great. I’d like to give each of you a lily to remind you of my day 
and to let you know how glad I am we had this party. ( Gives lilies.) 

Decoration Day (boy) —Our day is a day of remembrance, when the 
nation unites to pay its respect to those who have died for the flag. Although 
we remember the dead of all wars, our first purpose was to honor those who 
sacrificed their all in the great Civil War, and we can best show you our 
spirit by singing one of the songs we love. (Boy and girl sing, “The Blue and 
the Gray.”) 

St. Patrick (wiping his eyes) —Bless them! Sure, and many a wearer 
of the green lies under the sod, the shamrock close to a blue or a gray coat. 

Fourth of July (slyly shooting a tiny fire cracker or a toy pistol) —My 
day makes itself heard. (The girls all jump and appear frightened.) I exist 
because the colonies threw ofif the yoke of England, and I stand for liberty, 
justice and equality for all. Hurrah for the Fourth of July! I’m mighty glad 
Santa Claus invited us to this party. (More noise. The rest look on with 
characteristic expressions.) 




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9 


St. Patrick —Sure, and the boy is right. Happiness, liberty, justice and 
equality for all! Here, have another shamrock. (Presents him with one 
more, pinning it to his coat.) 

Thanksgiving (man )— Even before the first Fourth of July, we came to 
show the gratitude of the early settlers for their lives having been spared. 
All through the years we have continued, the President of the United States 
and the Governor of each separate state issuing proclamations that our day 
be observed. We have no flowers to give, but we are glad to know the rest 
of you and to hear you tell of your own work. 

Santa Claus —You all know me. I guess every boy and girl from the 
north pole to the south and clear around the equator knows who I am and 
waits for my coming. I love the boys and girls, and I love all of you. I 
am glad we could have a party, and I am glad you have all told of your 
own days. Now, no party is complete without refreshments, so if you will 
entertain yourselves a few minutes, I will see about them. (Leaves.) 

All the holidays talk together, walking about, examining the tree, looking 
at the snow, and mingling informally. Fourth of July takes delight in 
making a noise, but hands each one a small flag with best wishes for a Merry 
Christmas. St. Valentine uses his bow and arrow and pins a heart on each 
guest. Santa Claus returns with small stockings filled with candy and nuts 
which he hands to his guests, giving each one a card with a picture of him - 
self or a Christmas tree on it. They sit down and eat, saving the stockings 
and pictures carefully. At last they rise to go. Santa Claus shakes hands 
with each one, acknowledging their expressions of gratitude. As he opens 
the door, strains of music float in and he motions for silence. Distant voices 
sing, <e Hark, the Herald Angels Sing.” All the guests are silent until the 
last word dies away, then Santa Claus says — 

That, my friends, is the real message of my day. 

The guests leave. The curtain is drawn. 











CHRISTMAS IN MOTHER GOOSE LAND 


CHARACTERS 

Mother Goose — Full skirts, rather tight waist, ruffles on sleeves, high, 
pointed hat. 

Little Boy Blue — Blue trousers and jacket, white collar to waist, cap, horn 
at his side. 

Miss Muffit — Full skirts, plenty of ruffles, howl and spoon, low stool. 

Little Jack Horner — Dark trousers, light waist with ruffles on collar and 
sleeves; small stool, pie. 

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary — Frilly dress; carries watering pot. 

Jack and Jill — Boy and girl in any usual clothes, carrying large pail be¬ 
tween them. 

Baby Bunting —Chubby child in usual clothes; fur suit may be used. 

Old Mother Hubbard —Old fashioned dress, cape over shoulders, cap on 
head, apron tied around waist, spectacles on nose. 

Santa Claus —Usual costume. 


Stage bare except for row of flower pots, stool in corner, another near front. 

Enter Mother Goose —Oh, dear! It is almost Christmas and not a thing 
done! I never was so busy in my life. I wonder where all my children 
are. ( Looks about, sees flower pots.) There, Mary’s been here, I know. 
That child is so contrary I don’t know what I am going to do with her. She 
persists in watering those ugly pots even if it is winter and she knows noth¬ 
ing is planted there. If I could only get her to think of something else! 
(Sighs.) 

Enter Mary (humming to herself and swinging her watering pot. Bends 
over flower pots, examining them eagerly) —I did so hope something would 
be growing today, and I was just ready to get some more water. 

Mother Goose —Mary, dear, you know nothing will grow now. Why 
don’t you play with the other children and forget your garden? 

Mary (wiping her eyes) —Oh, Mother Goose, I thought maybe some 
Christmas trees would grow if I watered them enough! The boys and girls 
loved my silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row, and I 
wanted to please them with a row of Christmas trees this winter. 




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Mother Goose ( thoughtfully )— And that is why you have been so con¬ 
trary about watering them when I said there wasn’t any use? (Mary nods.) 
Well, perhaps .... But here come the others. 

Enter Jack and Jill swinging their pail; Little Miss Muffit, who hunts her 
stool and sits down, beginning to eat rapidly, but watching on all sides fear¬ 
fully; Jack Horner, who goes to his place in the corner and begins hunting 
in his pie for plums; Mother Hubbard, who looks about everywhere for a 
bone; Little Boy Blue, who straggles off to one side and appears to go to 
sleep; and Baby Bunting, who toddles about and takes hold of Mother 
Goose’s skirts. 

Mother Goose (still thoughtfully )— Children, gather about me. 

Jack and Jill and Mother Hubbard draw nearer. Jack Horner pauses in 
his search for a plum and listens; Miss Muffit licks her spoon and rises. 

Mother Goose —Mary is wishing she had a row of Christmas trees to 
please the children, and I have been thinking what we could do to have 
a Christmas celebration. Some one might put it in a book so the children 
could have it for years and years and it would make ever so many of them 
happy. Jack, you and Jill drop your pail and run up the hill to the woods. I 
am sure you can find a Christmas tree the right size for this room. Mother 
Hubbard, if you will get a broom and sweep up here a little we can have a 
celebration right in this room. 

Jack and Jill leave their pail in a corner and run off at the back of the 
stage. Mother Hubbard rushes to the back, seizes a broom and szveeps 
vigorously. 

Mother Goose —Mary, you go out in the yard and see if you can’t find 
some tiny branches of those evergreen trees. They won’t grow in your 
flower pots, but they will stick up there and look pretty for our party. 
Miss Muffit, take Baby Bunting and feed him some of your curds and whey. 
Poor child, his daddy has been gone so long to get that rabbit skin that he is 
tired. Jack Horner, set your pie down a while and be ready to help when the 
tree comes. 

Mary runs off the stage, returning presently with a number of evergreen 
twigs which she places in the flower pots. Miss Muffit takes the baby to her 
stool and feeds it. Jack Horner carefully places his pie on his stool and 
rushes around, getting in Mother Hubbard’s way. She pretends to chase 
him with the broom. Little Boy Blue still seems to sleep. Mother Goose 
looks about reflectively. Sees him. 





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Mother Goose —Come, Little Boy Blue, you mustn't sleep when the rest 
are so busy getting ready for a Christmas party. We should all help with 
that. You run out and watch for Jack and Jill. When you see them com¬ 
ing, blow your horn so we can have the place all fixed for the tree. If you 
see any pretty ornaments, bring them with you. The sheep and the cows 
are all in their barns today, so you needn’t worry about them. 

Boy Blue goes out. Everybody busy. Mary works around her flower 
pots. Miss Muffit and the Baby have a great time taking turns licking the 
spoon. The Baby sees Jack Horner’s pie and starts after it. Jack moves 
the pie and stool to the other side of the stage. Mother Hubbard satisfies 
herself there is no more dirt and takes the broom away. Mother Goose 
stands with her hands on her hips. 

Sound of horn outside. 

Mother Goose —I hear Boy Blue’s horn, so Jack and Jill must be coming. 

All look expectantly toward rear of stage. Enter Jack and Jill dragging 
Christmas tree. Boy Blue follows with his hands full of holly wreaths and 
Christmas tree ornaments. 

Jack —There, Mother Goose, how’s that for a tree? We found it clear 
at the top of the hill, in the very place where we started to fall last summer. 

Jill —And we got clear back without falling once! I’m glad, for I don’t 
like the smell of vinegar and Jack is apt to be cross when his head is plastered 
with brown paper. 

Mother Hubbard brings a standard for the tree, and they all busy them¬ 
selves setting it up. Baby Bunting runs around and around, touching first 
one and then another. 

Boy Blue—A kind lady gave me these for trimming. She remembered 
hearing my horn last summer. It drove the cows out of her corn. 

Mother Goose —Mary, put your flower pots in a circle around the tree. 
(Mary obeys.) Jack Horner, run in the other room and bring me that big 
box you will find back of the door. 

Jack gives a longing look toward his pie, and goes out, returning in a 
very short time with the box, which is opened. It contains tinsel and other 
ornaments for the tree. 

Mother Goose ( handing articles to the various ones )—Here, Miss Muffit, 
put these where they will look prettiest. Mother Hubbard, you are taller 
than the rest, put this star near the top of the tree. Boy Blue, step outside 
and blow your horn again. I rather think Santa Claus will be coming this 







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way before long, and it will cheer him to know you are working as usual. 
Baby Bunting ( stooping to kiss him), you are a darling, and I know Santa 
Claus will bring you something nice. 

All work busily. Mother Goose walks about, looking at the tree from 
every possible angle. Boy Blue goes outside and the horn is heard clearly. 
Jack Horner pulls several plums out of his pie, and, with string from his 
pocket, ties them to the tree. Miss Muffit borrows a piece of string, and ties 
her spoon to the tree, first licking it carefully. Baby Bunting claps his hands. 

Little Boy Blue ( entering in excitement) —Listen, everybody, and you’ll ' 
hear sleigh bells! 

All listen. Sleigh bells in distance. 

Boy Blue —I was blowing my horn and stopped to hear the echo, but for 
some reason it didn’t sound natural, so I blew again. When I listened that 
time I heard the sleigh bells, and I’m just sure I caught a glimpse of the 
reindeers’ horns, ’way up on the hill. 

Little Jack Horner—I hope he brings me another pie. This one has 
lost all its plums. 

LitTle Miss Muffit —Well, I want a new bowl and spoon so the baby 
won’t have to use mine. 

Baby Bunting —Baby want rabbit skin. Daddy too slow. 

Mother Hubbard ( longingly) —If he’d only bring me some good bones, 
my dog might come back. I miss him so ! 

Mother Goose —You have all been so good about helping get the party 
ready that I am surd he will bring something. But we mustn’t be here 
when he comes. He wouldn’t like that you know. ( Sleigh bells come 
nearer.) What shall we do? ( Thoughtfully ) I have it! Every one of you 
run in that closet until Santa Claus gets here, and then we’ll all come out and 
give him a surprise. 

All rush out side entrance. Sounds of giggling and whispering. Sleigh 
bells approach rapidly. 

Santa Claus ( outside ) —Whoa, there! Whoa, I say! Don’t you know 
this is Mother Goose’s house? We must stop and see what her family wants. 

Enter Santa Claus. Looks all around. Sees tree. Examines it carefully. 
Stoops down and examines flower pots with evergreen in them. Notices 
plums, also spoon. Wipes his eyes, strokes his beard. 

Santa Claus —Bless their hearts, if they haven’t fixed up a tree by them¬ 
selves! What can I do for them? ( Thinks a moment.) What would they 




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15 


want? ( Takes off pack and begins rummaging^ in it.) Well, here’s a book on 
gardening and a package of flower seeds. Mary will like them, I know. She 
is so fond of her garden, hundreds of children enjoy reading about them. 
I’ll just hang these on the tree for her. ( Busies himself hanging things on the 
tree, talking as he does so.) And Jack Horner shall have a whole package 
of plums without hunting all through a pie for them. I’ll give Boy Blue a 
new horn. He had to call those cows so many times last summer that his old 
one must be about worn out. It sounds pretty good yet, I know, but he’ll like 
this just the same. Miss Muffit has given her spoon to trim the tree, so I’ll 
give her a shiny new one. I’m going to put a doll on for her, tc . Girls 
always like dolls. Baby Bunting shall have a fur suit and a Teddy Bear. 
Mother Hubbard shall have a whole sack of bones so her dog won’t have to 
go hungry. I always did like dogs. Jack and Jill have been such good chil¬ 
dren that I’m going to give them a sled. The snow will be just right for 
coasting down that hill tomorrow. ( Looks at tree.) There, that looks about 
right. Wish I could wait and see them when they come in, but— (listens). 
What was that noise? Seems like I’ve heard something ever since I came in 
here. ( Looks around, peering under tree and toward back of stage.) Well, 
I must be off. ( Starts to go, but turns as children rush out shouting, “Merry 
Christmas”) 

Santa Claus catches Baby Bunting in his arms. The other children dance 
around the tree. Mother Hubbard sees the bones and begins to call her dog. 
Mother Goose looks at the group and smiles lovingly. 

Santa Claus —It isn’t very often people surprise me, I can tell you, but 
you did it this time, all right. I’d like to stay longer, but I must go. Merry 
Christmas! (Leaves.) 

Curtain falls as all shout, “Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!” 




SUGGESTIONS 

To Be Observed Before Presenting A Dialogue. 


Success depends largely upon the judicious selection of the 
speakers; and, as far as possible, only those should be selected 
who are apt and pretty. 

DRESS. 

In all kinds of dialogues, children, as a rule, like to dress in 
costume. Whenever convenient, effort should be made to have 
suitable costumes prepared from cheese cloth, cambric, silko- 
line or paper, which may easily be procured plain or in colors 
for a nominal cost. This will add both zest and interest to the 
occasion. 

Another important thing to remember is that costumes may 
be used for other occasions; therefore, they should be care¬ 
fully put away in boxes after the program is finished. 

REHEARSALS. 

Success in any undertaking is assured if each participant be¬ 
comes thoroughly familiar with his part. This can be accom¬ 
plished only by study and frequent rehearsals. Insist from 
the beginning that each member be prompt in attendance. Some 
programs, of course, may demand a longer time for rehearsal, 
according to the length and difficulty of the production. 

• DEPORTMENT. 

Maintain absolute good order and behavior; any deviation 
from this important rule should be instantly corrected. Start 
rehearsals at least four weeks previous to the time set for the 
performance. 

If costumes are used, have several dress rehearsals, in order 
to wear away the novelty occasioned by seeing the others in 
costume. 

DECLAMATION. 

First and foremost, each must thoroughly memorize his part 
and become familiar with it, that he may be able to recite with¬ 
out hesitation. When this has been accomplished, present ges¬ 
ture and emphasis; let both be merely improvements. Be care¬ 
ful not to destroy individuality or natural effort. Let every 
word be distinct and deliberately spoken. Instantly squelch 
a drawling intonation of voice. 

ASSIGNMENT OF PARTS. 

When a part has been assigned, it should be kept by that 
person unless he proves particularly unfitted. If this rule be 
adhered to, much jealousy and discontent will be avoided. 

NOTE BOOK. 

If a performance be long, a small note book will be found 
useful to note all things of importance. 




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For little ones and adults, comprising 100 original pieces 
for Christmas, Children’s Day, Easter, Temperance, Thanks- 
giving. Missionary. New Year, Patriotic, S. S. Specials, Day 
School Specials and Miscellaneous. 

Price, per copy...$0.20 



PARAMOUNT S. S. RECITATIONS 

Edited by E. L. Loehr. 

Contains 300 choice selections. For Christmas. 54; Little 
Folks, 30; Temperance, 14; Rally Day, 10; Easter, 23; Mis¬ 
sionary, 22; S. S. Anniversaries, 7; Flag Day, 9; Children’s 
Day, 36; Harvest Home, 17; Thanksgiving, 9; Patriotic, 17; 
Miscellaneous, 60. Do not fail to- order this book if you de¬ 
sire a serviceable, all occasion recitation book. 

Price, paper cover binding.$0.30 

Price, full board binding.*///.. .50 


































